December 2005

Oh, god. I’ll do anything to put off “Getting To Empty”, won’t I? I really really really like living on my own. I can see the day I’ll be ready to give it up anyway. Despite my good intentions, I probably will not finish the curtains before that happens. Surprise miracles are even better than […]

I have been busy gorging myself on movies, sex and certain foods I will have to give up when I resume the diet I must observe to keep the blood from coming out of my ass. Such are the holidays for me. Of course, the holidays were supposed to be devoted to organizing, blog-moving and […]

Before I leave for my sunshine winter holiday of lights, sound and fatty food, a few words from weary, wanderin’ strangers ’round the globe. Lot of rhymin’ fools this time of year… memory loss & crohn’s disease (MSN Search) I forget, do I have blood coming out of my ass or not? what kind of […]

I confess: my passion for giving unsolicited advice is almost as great as my passion for making lists. So when Neil Kramer, a.k.a. Citizen of the Month, a.k.a. Blogebrity‘s newest word pimp, posted this semi-solicitous comment on a semi-recent post about the power of making lists, my hard little heart leapt for joy. (All I […]

The BF grew up on a farm and hates nature; I grew up in downtown Chicago and have quaint notions about how great it would be to live in a small town, i.e., someplace with a smattering of the goods and services I need within walking distance, adjacent to a shitload of nature. You can […]

I had an interesting session with my shrink yesterday. In the four years (off and on, give or take) I’ve been seeing her, we’ve done a lot of the heavy lifting towards self-actualization, leaving room to focus on some “problems”* that are really luxurious in nature: you know, the philosophical biggies like “why am I […]

My site traffic has been up significantly* this month, despite anemic posting. Most of it I owe to the hit-and-run gossip juiceheads coming from a particular celebrity board (note to all you looky-loos: yes, I really did kiss him, on the lips, and yes, there really were zero fireworks on either side). I can’t really […]

Remember back when you were a kid (those of you born pre-1968), before the era of grocery stores accepting every kind of plastic and bagging things in anything but? (I said "but".) Remember how everyone, everyone, who wasn’t paying cash had to get their checks cleared at the service counter beforehand? How they had to […]

I’ve blogged about my old writing partner before, wondering why the funniest people on the planet have to move on to stupid things like marriage and children instead of spending their damned time amusing me like they’re supposed to. Well, as far as I know, Rick Crowley is not about to leave his stupid wife […]

There are things I love about the holidays (the music, the shows, the decorations, the emphasis on gathering with loved ones) and there I things I don’t like so much (the attendant hassle). Perhaps Shane has taken the right approach, bow out gracefully, admit that the added pressure of festivity on demand is too much […]